Benefit of the Doubt

[Verse 1: Truth Hurts] What you really tryin' to do We've been getting down for a while And I think I might be feeling you (you, you, you) Just one more test I gotta put you to Are you a G, are you a youngster? Cause I got other things to do, baby whats up with you? [Chorus 1: Truth Hurts] I've been through enough games To last me for a long time And if you really tryin' to do this You need to come at me right, or you can miss me I got too many other niggas in my life (too many too many) To be putting up with your shit You better keep it tight (you better keep it tight baby) You ain't comin' with the realness, I can do without I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt (Shoo do doo, shoo do doo) (Shoo do doo, shoo do doo) [Verse 2: Truth hurts] I'm tryin' to understand this Silly little shit you pull Like every time we hook up you gotta bring your crew Like they serving you, like I'm serving you Then you dissappear, for a week or two Then come back around to find out you was pimpin' boo I keep it pimpin' too [Chorus 2: Truth Hurts] All I ask of you baby (all I) Is put it on the line (put it on the line) If you can't then keep it moving Cause I ain't got time I got too many other niggas in my life (too many, too many) To be putting up with your shit You better keep it tight (better keep, it tight) You ain't comin' with the realness, I can do without I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt [Verse 3: Shaunta] You ain't spinnin' chips see I got my own shit I stash the shock with I keep falling for the wrong dick Fucked up, ain't it I got no time to waste time I don't need I take mine Ass fat like a bass line Slim waistline, drama I don't need it They say I'm shallow, that I speak sorta conceited Cause I black out and be like "Nah nigga, beat it" Another number from my two way deleted [Verse 4: Truth hurts] The way I walk I talk I sway They wonder why I feel this way I put it down, I know they scared of me Can't stand on my shoes, they stand next to me I get this all day, work and no play Handle your business, if I let you hit this I ain't got no time for games Excuses and bullshit tell me what is this I got Mil, Dre, Mike and Steve Trying to get a little bit of time with me And got Tyrone on this side of town Talking about he feel me and he wanna get down I got choices and options too You better tell me what your tryna do Think you better tell me what you tryna to do Now I'ma leave it up to you [Chorus 3: Truth Hurts] All I ask of you baby (all I) Is put it on the line If you can't then keep it moving (you can keep it, moving the line) Cause I got too many other niggas in my life To be putting up with your shit You betta keep it tight You ain't comin with the realness, I can do without (i can do without) I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt (I'm gonna try to give you the benefit of the doubt)